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| Π‘Π΅ΡΠΈΡ | Virago Modern Classics ΠΌ |
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| ΠΠ·Π΄Π°ΡΠ΅Π»ΡΡΡΠ²ΠΎ | |
| ΠΠΎΠ΄, ΡΠΈΡΠ°ΠΆ | 2019 |
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0ΠΠΏΠΈΡΠ°Π½ΠΈΠ΅ ΠΈ Ρ Π°ΡΠ°ΠΊΡΠ΅ΡΠΈΡΡΠΈΠΊΠΈ
Sydney Bartleby has killed his wife. At least, he has thought about it, compulsively, repeatedly, plotting schemes, designing escapes, forging alibis. Of course he has; he's a thriller writer. He even knows how to dispose of her body. But when Alicia takes a long, unannounced holiday, Sydney descends into the treacherous world of his own fantas
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| ΠΠΎΠ΄ | 2581195 |
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| ΠΠ·Π΄Π°ΡΠ΅Π»ΡΡΡΠ²ΠΎ | |
| Π‘Π΅ΡΠΈΡ | Virago Modern Classics ΠΌ |
| ΠΠ²ΡΠΎΡ | |
| ΠΠΎΠ΄ ΠΈΠ·Π΄Π°Π½ΠΈΡ | 2019 |
| ISBN | 978-0-34-900457-0 |
| Π Π°Π·Π΄Π΅Π» | ΠΠ΅ΡΠ΅ΠΊΡΠΈΠ². Π’ΡΠΈΠ»Π»Π΅Ρ Π½Π° Π°Π½Π³Π»ΠΈΠΉΡΠΊΠΎΠΌ |
| Π Π°Π·ΠΌΠ΅ΡΡ | 1.7 ΡΠΌ Γ 12.5 ΡΠΌ Γ 19.7 ΡΠΌ |
| ΠΠ΅Ρ | 0.22 ΠΊΠ³ |